You weren't really digging it today. I can only assume for one of two reasons ... 1.) You literally just woke up mere minutes before this photo and we all know you wake up about as quickly as molasses flows in January. 2.) My phone was blocking your view of "Mickey on TV."
Both if I had to guess.
Tonight, a college friend on mine, Barmi, and two of his buddies are riding into town this evening so we hustled to clean the house. They are cycling from Lake Erie to New York City and we offered them a place to crash on their way.
We hustled to clean the house and before they arrive we headed over to a reception for Karen and her new husband, Jim.
You were cutely dressed in the dress we bought the other day at Sears. As we were getting ready to leave you began to press your face against a wrought iron handrail and peer through. I quickly grabbed the camera and snapped a few pics.
We left shortly after and got home in time to greet everyone as they arrived. We fired up the grill and after everyone ate you began to get comfortable and settle into a silly mood.
I turned around just in time to see you open the cabinet door and pull out your favorite mixing bowl. I knew what was coming and if mom saw it she would have as well.
Straight onto your head it went. It's your favorite helmet.
You turned and proudly walked into the living room to show off. Everyone got a laugh and i got another dish to wash.
After your rounds you asked to sit in your high chair. I gladly lifted you up and strapped you in and you began to munch on some chips.
Each time you do this - and no, this isn't the first time - it reminds me of the '80s band Devo who were known for their silly hats and stage antics.
Regardless, each time I tried to take the "hat" off your head you threw a mini fit.
The first time you tried on the bowls for size you pulled all of them out of the cabinet and took them to the living room. One-by-one you tried them on until you came to the yellow one and said "that's better" and from that point forward it's been your go-to.
So, we kept it on until you decided it was time to call it a night.
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